Tiny tiny little rose
White and bright...

Every that falls
Vanishes in thin air...

Dry up my tears with your gentle winds,
For your words cease my tears...

What is past is past
left behind to never be forgotten...

I dream the dream I hope to dream ,
to dream the dream inside of me...

As frozen angels in the sky
With faded feelings they will dwell...

A morning sun through my window
pearls of dew shining on the grass...

Touching every single part of you
Scents of ethereal places...

Kind tenderness in your eyes
Approaching me step by step...

Most lines are about 8 syllables, altough some are...
Through this door I went...

Loving
feeling the wind...

Loving
seeing a star...